The Creator of Poemsongs

I feel like rocky,

down on my knees like I’m in a movie scene

but, this film you never seen,

sit down and around me,

I’ll read you a bedtime story of a guy

named Beacon Hill

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that climbed steeps of mountains and everyone of his demons

to make a difference, like a pack of wolves

cornering their prey, he never gave up

even when his hopes were quieting,

his eyes never went shutting

at one time he felt so low

(so low)

He felt like Katniss Everdeen

(Without a bow)

drafted to the hunger games to die

(Slowly)

until his confidence

seemed to be too much to keep inside,

his boiling limit was to high to not see his story climb

and,

the light shining,

when writing and rhyming he felt so calming,

when he did, at first no one, listened but,

his creative soul made them open their eyes to the music he was creating,

Poemsongs

(He Called them) Poemsongs

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from the start a poem with a meaning to the ending adding tunes with lyrics

for singing.

what do you mean?

that’s never gonna work, do what you see and what you hear on the radio

these years,

sometimes I feel like Queen

creating a new thing,

all new things comes from a person that

thinks out of the box, not in the box

like for example Dwayne the Rock Johnson

(I can’t be the rock)

No one can he’s his one person

but, I can be

Beacon Hill

The Creator of poemsongs.